| Well our mamas, they left us |
| And our daddies took a ride |
| And we walked out of the castle |
| And we held our head up high |
| Well we once were the jesters |
| In your Kingdom by the sea |
| And now we’re out to be the masters |
| For to set our spirits free, set free |
| We want to feel ya! |
| We don’t mean to kill ya! |
| We come back to heal your janglin soul |
| Edward and the Magnetic Zeros |
| Well your wartime is funny |
| Your guns don’t bother me |
| I said we’re out to prove the truth of |
| The man from Galilee |
| Well your laws are for dummies, yes |
| Your institutions dead |
| I say we’re out to blow the trumpet |
| To wake you all from bed, from bed |
| We want to feel ya! |
| We don’t mean to kill ya! |
| We come back to heal your janglin soul |
| Edward and the Magnetic Zeros |
| We carry the mail |
| We carry it home |
| We carry the mail now |
| We carry it home |
| Scare up your letters |
| Give us your tails |
| Blowing like whale now to |
| Magnetic ears |
| WOW! |
| We want to feel ya! |
| We don’t mean to kill ya! |
| We come back to heal your janglin soul |
| Edward and the Magnetic Zeros |